The Mystery

“Spiritual happiness, even the tiniest particle of it, is more lasting than a lifetime of transient experiences and when one realizes the deepest essence of things and finds the Self, this is the supreme happiness. When it is found, nothing else remains to be found; then the sense of want will not stir in you, and the heart's torment will be stilled forever. Do not be satisfied with only the fragmentary happiness of the world, which is invariably interrupted by shocks and blows of fate; but becoming complete, and having realized that supreme perfection, be the Self. “ Anandmayi Maa.


Whatever it was
that fashioned flowers and stars, mountains and trees, birds and beasts and bees,
That sacred, intangible perfection that created everything from itself
and hid in open sight, woven into its own art;

Whoever it was
that exploded endlessly in waves of bliss through infinite intergalactic seas,
While remaining smaller than the smallest within the atom’s deepest heart;

That divine essence that is subtler than the subtlest, greater than the greatest, revered by all the Gods,
That secret source from whence all wisdom flows, all love and life begins;

To that mystery, I bow
in devout worship and absolute surrender.